I admired those on the Hill, blackberry in hand 24/7, probably getting important messages on the status of the country. There was such a time. I cannot emphasize ‘was’ enough.
Yes, I wanted a blackberry, and now thanks to the good lord in heaven, I am more than grateful not to have one. The fact that someone, from work, can get a hold of you at any place and time, whenever they pleased, and really you have no recourse if you don’t reply. What? You just didn’t get it? Bullshit. It’s like I have this little bit of freedom, that most people in my office don’t have. When something happens (like say encountering the most inept people in the world, save, for me), I have the ability to say, no, I didn’t know about whatever the situation was until I get into the office, on Monday. So thankfully, I can enjoy an entire weekend, without that feeling of uneasiness. Trust me, I need it (do we recall the email escapade of last week-never will I check work email from home again).
Once again, there were issues over the weekend and without a handy dandy blackberry, I was none the wiser. Which means that by Monday, it’s a moot point. Therefore my sanity is saved and I can enjoy an entire weekend without a single thought of work.
Of course now that I’ve written this, the Nextel gods, will strike down their mighty hands and I will be forced to walk around with that stupid contraption. But until then, I’m free.